Chapter 192: Amel

"What does that have to do with me?"

Plague Doctor Amel said casually.

He was fiddling with a crystal test tube, adding various potions into it, then catalyzing it with spells.

Immediately, the liquid inside the test tube began to bubble and gurgle.

Faintly, white teeth and vines could be seen within.

Looking at Amel's ecstatic yet manic profile.

Tiefling Lu Lu Xiusi frowned deeply; he could sense the dangerous and evil magical aura in the object held by the other.

Unfortunately, as someone who had only advanced to the seventh tier with the help of a Demon Duke, and with the Tiefling identity making it naturally difficult to obtain normal and sound education,

his knowledge was not yet rich enough to immediately identify what lay before him.

But this was absolutely not merely a Magical Item on the level of plague.

Lu Lu Xiusi had no intention of interfering with what this Plague Doctor was about to do; he said:

"Wind City is anxious. It seems they do not intend to let Coral Bay continue in chaos, and may even plan to retake Coral Bay before the Argyle family returns."

Amel was unconvinced: "I told you, Wind City is currently in such internal chaos that it has no energy to spare."

"Even if they cannot do it now, the Argyle family will sooner or later notice the chaos behind them, and once they return, they will still send troops to Coral Bay."

Amel: "So what if the Argyle family returns? I would rather expect them to come back to Wind City and try."

Lu Lu Xiusi looked at him deeply: "I know you were involved in the internal turmoil of Wind City; otherwise, conflict would not have erupted immediately after the Argyle family left."

"Hehe, I only played a tiny, insignificant role in it. The deeper layers lie... Hehe, are you afraid? You thought only Demon-blooded ones would fear the Argyles, but it turns out Tieflings are the same? Besides, didn't you convert someone from the Argyle family?"

Clearly, Amel did not wish to discuss this further and immediately changed the subject.

"That was not done by my Lord. Before this, I did not even know that Fried Argyle had perhaps... The year he converted was far earlier than when I threw myself into the Duke's embrace."

Speaking, Lu Lu Xiusi shook his head again: "You are still young; you have never seen how the Argyle family performs on the battlefield."

As he spoke, the violent reaction in the test tube in Amel's hand suddenly subsided, becoming a dead pool of water.

He stared in shock, casting several Identification spells upon it.

After receiving a failed result, he angrily smashed the table.

Then, cursing and grumbling, he began to record the results of this experiment.

With the experiment failing, his temperament also became foul and impatient: "Stop wasting words! You didn't come here just to tell me these things, did you?"

Lu Lu Xiusi paused, and his entire being became weary.

"I need to extend the time for controlling the golems; they... have recently become increasingly uncontrollable..."

Amel sneered: "Still haven't found your so-called Bloodline Nodes?"

Lu Lu Xiusi said bitterly: "The Bloodline Nodes are naturally concealed by Star Fate; even the highest-tier Divination spells cannot locate their position. It is not that easy. The fact that my Lord the Duke could discover the key point in Aethelorn's Coral Bay is already quite difficult."

"Old rules: you prepare the spell components, and additionally add a Hellish spell. This time, I want 【Vascular Curse】."

Lu Lu Xiusi was also straightforward, immediately taking a spellbook out of his spell satchel.

"Amel, the spell components... can they really not be exchanged?"

"I told you, golems are not simple and easy-to-understand magical creatures. They are 'unfinished humans,' naturally harboring resentment towards 'complete' humans. To control them for a long time and in large quantities, one must use a large amount of human flesh... Hehe, it's a bit like sacrifice, but actually it isn't; this is a method of revenge and awakening bloodline consciousness."

"... I have never heard of such a spell ritual. Where exactly did you get it from..."

As the final stroke of the experiment result record was written.

Amel snapped the notebook shut with a clap:

"Didn't I say it? I am a dropout from Bahadur Magic Academy, where most of the forbidden knowledge on the continent resides."

Just then, he looked up at the eastern wall.

"Treants, Elves, Zombies, Ghasts, Half-Werewolves, and humans... Hehe, did you think you could fool my eyes? Yo-ho, the Treant and the Half-Werewolf are both seventh tier."

Lu Lu Xiusi, not understanding: "What's wrong?"

"Someone is coming to assassinate me."

The old Tiefling's face changed, then slowly darkened: "I will help you."

"You are old and weak, your mana pathways are depleted. Even if you forcibly advanced to the seventh tier, how much strength could you exert? Hehe... A configuration of a human man and an exotic-race girl can only be the Forest Warden from Shi Ying Town, who not long ago repelled two genuine seventh-tiers at the cost of two people being severely injured... You should flee quickly."

"Then what about you? Controlling Coral Bay still requires your effort, and I need to control the golems!"

"Don't you have a batch of Dark Elves?"

"That group of people obsessed with insubordination? They are completely unreliable. Even though they serve the same Duke, they are constantly trying to seize power."

Amel laughed helplessly: "Lu Lu Xiusi, oh Lu Lu Xiusi, aren't you just as greedy for power as they are?"

"... I am doing it for the Duke."

"Stop wasting words. Of course, I don't intend to fight them either. I'm fleeing."

One of the important survival rules of Bahadur Magic Academy is to learn how to run away.

Even dropouts are like this.

Lu Lu Xiusi was speechless; if you are going to flee, why tell me all this?

As if seeing through his confusion, Amel hugged a huge pile of experimental equipment and said with a smile: "Let me tell you a good trick for escaping, which I learned from a certain Dragon Hunter—when fleeing for your life, you don't need to run faster than the dragon; you just need to run faster than the other Dragon Hunters."

The words had barely fallen.

Magic appeared on the ground beneath his feet and rapidly constructed a formation, instantly vanishing via 【Spatial Shift】.

At the same time, lines of spell ritual patterns appeared on the outer surface of the walls of the entire magic laboratory.

Obviously, these were constructed by him during the brief conversation.

Lu Lu Xiusi was terrified: "【No-Fly Zone】?! Amel! You bastard!!!"

The next moment.

Pchh!

A violent, enormous spiritual greatsword flashed overhead, and the very top of the small hill was shaved bald in a single strike.

Five black silhouettes appeared, backlit by the sun.

Treant, elf, undead, werewolf, ghoul, and human — exactly as Amer had said.

Among them, the treant and the werewolf druid had especially powerful auras, with magical accumulations of mid seventh-tier and early seventh-tier respectively — not opponents a Ti Fu Lin mage who had forcibly advanced to early seventh-tier could possibly defeat.

"Tiefling?"

The sole human among the five was a tall, handsome man, his spiritual accumulation only at mid sixth-tier.

But anyone capable of unleashing that strike — how could he possibly be an ordinary sixth-tier?

The beautiful elf among them, however, said discontentedly: "Human, you need to learn the technique of concealing your aura. The fluctuations of a scrying spell were clearly present there just now."

"Sorry, sorry — Tally was secretly mmph, in any case, she's the one who made me lose focus."

The werewolf druid then used 【Wild Shape】, transforming into a massive owlbear, and let out a threatening low growl toward him.

(End of chapter)